The next moment, the heavy armor moved.
The dilapidated city wall rumbled and trembled under the unbelievably neat footsteps. The black iron armor was soaked in the snow-white steam that could not be dispersed by the wind. Facing the enemy's tide-like artillery fire, it went against the current.
The first batch of heavy armor was like a Zhanmadao that could cut off everything. It swept across like a whirlwind and pushed directly into the enemy formation. Heads, bodies, and limbs that had been blown off flew in pieces, but the fire couldn't burn the Xuan Tie. As long as the golden box didn't explode, most of the corpses that hadn't been defeated could stay upright. The soldiers in the armor were dead, but the mechanical gears were still turning. They continued to rush forward as if their souls hadn't dispersed.
When they couldn't go on, someone would break open the golden box behind the armor and ignite the fuse hidden in it.
The soldiers under the iron masks did not differentiate between each other. Thousands of them acted as one. They were no different from the newly recruited soldiers of the North Military Camp. They would either roll the enemy's head with their Cutting Wind Blades, or explode on the spot into a purple firework that concealed their identities.
Li Feng stood on the Red Kite with his hands behind his back. He suddenly asked Tan Hongfei, who had been ordered to stand beside him, "Where's Ah Min?"
Tan Hongfei was stunned when he was called. He replied, "His Royal Highness went up the city wall."
The hot wind blew away the anger on Li Feng's face. He calmed down in the midst of the devastation and threw the imperial sword in his hand to Tan Hong Fei who was on the black eagle, "Pass on my verbal order. The country is in danger. The Crown Prince is young and unable to bear the heavy responsibility. I have no virtue and no talent. I have trapped the country and the people here. I am ashamed to face my ancestors. Yu Chan is located in Yanbei King.
Tan Hongfei was speechless.
He hurriedly caught the heavy sword and glanced at the dragon face. His eyes swept over the slightly gray temples of the Emperor Long An.
Li Feng waved his hand indifferently.
Changgeng ascended the city wall with a longbow in hand and took over the aerial battlefield.
Tan Hongfei landed beside Changgeng amidst the roar of the white rainbow. He held the imperial sword that was like a hot potato, "Your Highness!"
Changgeng knew what he was going to say from the corner of his eye.
Tan Hongfei: "Your Highness, His Majesty said …"
An injured soldier who only had one leg left on the city wall ran over. "Your Highness, the blowtorch is gone!"
"If the blowtorch is gone, change to the iron arrow. If the iron arrow is gone, put up the ownerless Cutting Wind Blade. What are you panicking for?" Changgeng didn't even blink, but his words were very impolite. "We'll defend until this wall collapses into pieces. Commander Tan, return that thing and tell Li Feng that I don't owe him anything. I won't be the sole ruler of a fallen country for him. Also, he's now a commander's flag. When the two armies are facing each other, the flag can't be defeated. Our brothers are relying on this flag to support us. Take care of him and don't let him die. "
At this moment, at least for Commander Tan, ten Li Feng's words were not as useful as one Changgeng's words. He didn't say anything after hearing what the Emperor said. He threw back the Emperor's verbal order and blew a long whistle. He and a few Black Eagle stood guard beside the Emperor's red kite.
Below the city wall, the heavily armored soldiers broke open a path. Once the heavy armored soldiers broke into the enemy's formation, the roaring long and short cannons and the powerful Rainbow Arrows were useless. The ground was bound to be a battle to the death. The Western Army couldn't do anything for a while, so they could only suddenly increase the intensity of the air attack.
Countless ownerless Cutting Wind Blades were placed on the Rainbow Bows. After Yanbei Of Gojoseon gave the order, the legendary divine weapons shot out like iron arrows. The spinning white blades turned into blooming flowers, twisting the wind into pieces. The flowers were densely packed with the names of the deceased and swept towards the large group of Western Eagle Armor.
Changgeng used his finger to rub the dusty Clairvoyance, clamped it on the bridge of his tall nose, and ordered, "Send the second batch of Cutting Wind Blades."
A young soldier beside him spontaneously acted as a bodyguard. Hearing this, the young man who hadn't had time to change his voice shouted in a sharp voice, "Ready the arrows!"
Then he turned to Changgeng and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Cutting Wind Blades have been used up. What do we do? Do we throw stones down the city wall? "
Changgeng glanced at him and seemed to smile. He said, "Although we have run out of ammunition and food this time, thanks to the accumulation of the Emperor of Daliang over the years, there is still some Purple Gold in the capital. If we really can't defend it, we can learn from General Han Qi and pour the Purple Gold over the city wall, burning the capital together with it. The foreigners won't be able to take a single penny."
The young soldier shuddered at his careless words.
Changgeng asked, "How old are you?"
The young soldier was stunned for a moment and mumbled, "Ten … eighteen."
Changgeng smiled and said, "Don't give me that."
"… fifteen."
Some poor families couldn't afford to raise too many children, so they would send their half-grown children to the army to be paid. They were afraid that they wouldn't be accepted if they were too young, so they would do some tricks to falsely report their age.
"Fifteen," Changgeng said in a low voice. "When I was fifteen, I was investigating the rebellion of the Prince of Wei in Jiangnan with Marshal Gu. I didn't know anything. You're more promising than me."
At this moment, in the distance, under the Pope's order, the Western Eagle Armors rose into the air. They were also going all out.
One by one, the Western Eagle Armors held long cannons and fired at the city wall. The long cannons, which were supposed to be protected by the iron arms of the chariots, had great recoil. When one end of the cannons flew out, the people holding the cannons would immediately be sent flying and fall to their deaths.
This group of Western Eagle Armors was like a suicide squad. The long cannons rained down on the city wall, causing half of the city wall to immediately collapse.
The red-headed kite was affected by the wave of air and was on the verge of collapse. Uncle Guoguo cried for his parents as he hugged the mast. He was pushed away by Zhang Fenghan, who had climbed up, panting.
"Your Majesty!" Duke Feng had also taken off his court robes. He was holding a fish maw in his hands. The fish maw was swaying back and forth, filled with dark purple flowing gold. He was almost shaken to the ground by the swaying red-headed kite. A guard beside him was scared out of his wits and hurriedly went forward to catch the dangerous item.
Duke Feng said, "Your Majesty, the ammunition is empty. This old official has followed His Highness the Prince of Yanbei Of Gojoseon's orders and brought all of the purple flowing gold in the city to the city gate. I've already started loading it in batches …"
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
"Protect the Emperor!"
The cannons that flew over interrupted Duke Feng's words and brushed past Li Feng's red-headed kite. A corner of the red-headed kite was immediately blown off. It gave a hoarse groan and leaned to one side.
Another cannonball relentlessly chased after it and crashed into the red-headed kite's abdomen. The heavily injured red-headed kite had already lost control. Li Feng's pupils shrank to the size of a needle amidst everyone's yells and cries, following the cannon fire.
Tan Hongfei roared and suddenly spread his wings. His black wings covered the sky as he pounced over.
The moment he hugged the long cannon, the eagle armor activated its fastest speed. The high temperature and impact instantly blew this former Xuan Tie subordinate, who had been brooding over an old case from 20 years ago, into the sky. Together with the long cannon, he turned into a sky-drilling monkey that would never return.
… Fortunately, he didn't fail his mission.
The wind blades that had reaped the lives of countless foreigners on the city wall finally hit nothing. Changgeng turned around and glanced at the unfriendly capital. It was a pity that he couldn't see the House of Marquis from here.
Then he raised his longbow, dipped the tip of the iron arrow in some kerosene, and shot it at the enemy in the air. The kerosene flew through the air at high speed and caught fire on the tip of the arrow. It streaked across the sky like a meteor — this was a signal.
Duke Feng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Red-Headed kites, get ready!"
Apart from Li Feng's location, the last dozen or so red-headed kites in the capital floated up the city wall. They were like a group of dancers dressed in beautiful red makeup, moving gracefully to a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. Carrying the purple gold, they collided with the western eagle armor in the air.
The color of the imperial sky changed.
Changgeng, who was on the city wall, bore the brunt of the impact. The light armor he temporarily put on was completely unable to block the airflow that came crashing down. He only felt a strong force hit his chest. His vision went black and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He temporarily lost consciousness.
The young man who had passed the order on behalf of him shouted and rushed over, trying to protect him with his body.
The city wall finally collapsed completely.
Changgeng didn't know how long he had been unconscious for. After a long while, he gradually regained consciousness. He found that one of his legs was stuck between two broken gears. The young soldier who had protected him just now only had a pair of arms left. They were severed from his shoulders. He couldn't find the person anymore. They had become a pair of short cloaks dripping with blood on his body.
Changgeng clenched his teeth. He felt that the intense pain all over his body was bearable because it was far less painful than when Wu 'er Gu acted up.
His ears were probably bleeding. He couldn't hear the distant sounds clearly. It was chaotic and extremely vague.
Changgeng thought, "When Zi Xi doesn't take the medicine, the surroundings are like this to him … It's also strangely quiet."
The city wall collapsed. Was the city broken?
Was Li Feng still alive?
Yes, there was still Gu Yun …
When Changgeng thought of Gu Yun, he didn't dare to continue. He was afraid that those two words would take away all his courage. He neatly cut off his thoughts. He curled up his body and groped for the seam of the steel armor on his leg. He pried open the eight buckles one by one and dragged himself outside.
There was still an iron arrow behind his back and the longbow hadn't been crushed yet. He could still kill one more person.
As long as he still had a breath left …
Just as Changgeng pulled his leg out, before he could stand up, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.
Changgeng couldn't dodge in time. He subconsciously tilted his head back and instinctively pulled out the iron bow in his hand.
A small wooden bird fell in front of him and was split in half by the iron bow. A ball of sea-patterned paper fell out of its abdomen.
Changgeng was completely stunned.
Then, the terrifyingly calm Yanbei Of Gojoseon suddenly trembled. The piece of sea-patterned paper fell to the ground. He raised his hand to pick it up twice but failed to do so. His hand trembled so much that it was difficult for him to close his fingers. Only then did he realize that the steel armor on his arm had long been removed. The joints of two of his fingers were dislocated and unresponsive.
He vaguely heard someone shout, "Reinforcements have arrived." This should have been the good news that everyone had been waiting for.
However, Changgeng didn't have time to brew much joy in his heart. Instead, after the shock, an indescribable fear arose.
Because only when he was resolutely prepared to die, could he temporarily put aside the fact that Gu Yun might have turned into molten iron.
The road to the Underworld that he had planned suddenly turned out to be a problem. Seeing that he was about to be blocked on this side, Changgeng was momentarily stunned.
"Big Brother!" He vaguely heard a call. The next moment, a light horse galloped over. The person who came was the travel-worn Ge Chen who had been away for a long time.
Ge Chen flew down from his horse and supported the battered and exhausted Changgeng. He explained incoherently, "Big Brother, when I received your letter, I happened to be at General Shen's place. But at that time, Nanjiang …"
Changgeng didn't hear a single word. He interrupted him as if he was possessed, "Where's Zi Xi?"
His voice was unclear. Ge Chen didn't hear him clearly for a moment, "What?"
Changgeng waved his hand away forcefully. He struggled to stand up and walked out of the city without a care. His back was injured by something. A large amount of blood dripped down from his clothes, but he didn't notice it at all.
Ge Chen, "Big, Big Brother? Your Highness! "
Changgeng turned a deaf ear to him. Ge Chen saw a stray arrow flying towards Changgeng, but he didn't even know how to dodge. He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him away. It was only two steps, but Changgeng's eyes were so red that it seemed as if blood could drip out.
Ge Chen gasped and thought, "Oh no, Marquis won't be in trouble, right?"
Ge Chen didn't lack decisiveness since he was a child. He immediately stretched out his hand and used it as a knife. He slashed Changgeng's neck and knocked him unconscious.
On this day, the Imperial City, which had always been peaceful, experienced the bloodiest battle in its history. The Emperor used himself as a flag, and the general died in the flames of war. Everyone was at the point of risking everything. Finally, when the city walls collapsed, reinforcements arrived.
The experience and composition of this reinforcements were complicated. The commander was the Southwest Admiral Shen Yi. General Chung, who had retired for many years, came out to hold the line for him. There was also a small group of Jiangnan Navy mixed in. They were the remnants of the army that Yao Zhen cleaned up after the defeat of the Donghai army.
The Western Army saw that the situation was hopeless and was forced to withdraw.
Nearly forty percent of the court officials were buried under the collapsed city wall. Li Feng's red-headed kite was completely out of control. Shen Yi didn't have an eagle in his hands, so he could only use White Rainbow to shoot the steel rope up the railing. He mobilized dozens of heavy armor and tossed and turned until midnight before the Long An Emperor, who was hanging in the air, was released.
Beidaying, along with his commander, almost all of them died in this battle.
Gu Yun was dug out from under a western war chariot. Several of his ribs were broken. At first, almost no one dared to touch him. Once touched, he would bleed.
In the end, General Chung personally came to take a look and said, "He won't die so easily. If he dies, I'll pay for it." Only then did he send a few military doctors to fix him on a wooden frame and carry him away.
Several thousand-year-old ginseng were found in the entire Imperial Palace. It kept him alive for three days. Several times, he almost passed away. Finally, Chen Qingxu, who had rushed back from thousands of mountains and rivers outside the Great Wall, came.
She ran until several horses died. After arriving in the capital, she didn't sleep or rest for a night. Finally, she snatched back the Marquis of Stability from the King of Hell.
When Gu Yun woke up for the first time, it was dusk. His eyelids could only vaguely feel a bit of light penetrating through the window lattice. However, before he had the strength to open his eyes, he was attacked by a sharp pain.
He didn't die, but Gu Yun didn't feel very lucky. He was secretly alarmed. Did the capital fall? Where was he now?
In a daze, he struggled violently and someone grabbed his hand.
That person moved closer to his ear and seemed to know what he was worried about. He said, "The reinforcements are here. It's okay … the capital is fine."
The familiar smell of Anshensan enveloped him. Gu Yun's consciousness only lasted for a moment before he fell into a coma again.
After being in a daze for several days, Gu Yun finally woke up. The effect of the medicine had already worn off. He was also blind and couldn't hear or see clearly.
Gu Yun struggled to blink his eyes. He saw a blurry figure beside the bed. He could tell that it was Changgeng by his smell.
His mind was in a mess. A bunch of questions flooded his mind one after another. How many people were left in Beidaying? Where did the reinforcements come from? Whose troops were they? Where did the Western Army retreat to? How was the Emperor?
Changgeng carefully dipped a bit of water into the water and fed it to him. Gu Yun instinctively raised his hand to feel around. He didn't know which wound he touched, but he was in so much pain that his vision turned black.
"Alright, alright," Changgeng said in his ear. "The General Shen is back. Master is also here. You don't have to worry so much. Rest for a while."
Gu Yun: "…"
He took a deep breath and calmed down. He felt that his internal organs were all in pain.
In the past, the Marquis of Stability loved to feel sorry for himself in front of Shen Yi and Gu Ying when he had nothing to do. He always talked about how no one in the Gu Family had a long lifespan for three generations. He always felt that his' worried and sickly body 'had a' short life '. He didn't expect that this dog's life was not only not short, it was also surprisingly tough.
Gu Yun opened his mouth and wanted to call out 'Changgeng'. Unexpectedly, after being seriously injured, he fell into a coma for a few days and couldn't make a sound.
Suddenly, his face was touched by something. Gu Yun felt a hand holding his chin. The calloused fingertips gently swept across his lips. It was indescribably ambiguous and affectionate.
Changgeng sat on the edge of the bed. If Gu Yun could see clearly, he would discover that Changgeng was actually only wearing half of his clothes. His hair was also scattered. His shoulders, neck, arms, and even his head were all pierced with needles. He looked remarkably like a cultured and refined hedgehog. He sat stiffly on the edge of the bed like a wooden puppet. It was very strenuous for him to even turn his head. All the emotions on his face were sealed by the needles. He couldn't cry or laugh. He could only maintain an expressionless state and act like a handsome adult puppet.
Even so, there were still red marks in his eyes that hadn't faded.
Over the past few days, the Wu 'er's bone in Changgeng's body had flared up several times. Chen Qingxu had no choice but to use needles to forcibly seal the toxins and turn him into a scarecrow.
The scarecrow whispered in a half-deaf voice, "If something like this happens again, I'll really go crazy, Zi Xi."
Gu Yun was speechless.
Although he didn't hear what Changgeng said, the touch on his lips reminded him of the unfortunate incident on the city wall. For a moment, Gu Yun simply wanted to howl in grief. Who would have thought that he would still have to face this alive?!
Thus, just like this, Marshal Gu froze from the neck down into an indomitable stick.
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